Green Day "St. Jimmy" Songtext

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St. Jimmy

St. Jimmy's comin' down across the alleywayUp on the boulevard like a zip gun on paradeLight of a silhouetteHe's insubordinateComing at you on the count of 1,2,1,2,3,4!

My name is Jimmy and you better not wear it outSuicide commando that your momma talked aboutKing of the forty thievesAnd I'm here to representThe needle in the vein of the establishment

I'm the patron saint of the denialWith an angel face and a taste for suicidal

Cigarettes and ramen and a little bag of dopeI am the son of a bitch and Edgar Allen PoeRaised in the city under a halo of lightsThe product of war and fear that we've been victimized

I'm the patron saint of the denialWith an angel face and a taste for suicidal

ARE YOU TALKING TO ME?

I'll give you something to cry about.

ST. JIMMY!

My name is St. Jimmy I'm a son of a gunI'm the one that's from the way outsideI'm a teenage assassin executing some funIn the cult of the life of crime.

I really hate to say it but I told you soSo shut your mouth before I shoot you down ol' boyWelcome to the club and give me some bloodAnd the resident leader at the lost and found

It's comedy and tragedyIt's St. JimmyAnd that's my name and don't wear it out!

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